Monday, January 28, 2008

40 Years

27 January 2008, 10:26 PMAnother writing assignment from Beloved's poetry class--read a tabloid and let it inspire poetry. Let me tell you something--tabloids don't inspire a whole lot of anything outside of disgust. But we found one or two articles with a nugget of poetry-grade silly waiting to be found.

You can see them in his old Chevy wagonwith the wood side-boards, Moseshanging out the window pointing left,“Oy, it’s HOT in here!”And Aaron, driving, shouts backover the failing transmission,“No, we’ve BEEN that way before!”Miriam sits in the back seat,fans herself with a worn out, decades oldcopy of the Alexandria Times-she gave up years ago the suggestionthat they stop at the BP, check the oiland ask which way to the Milk and Honey.

Weekly World News headline: “WHY MOSES WANDERED IN THE DESERT FOR FORTY YEARS: He lost the map!”

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."